"If Jiaojiao could learn even a fraction of Xiaoxue's industriousness, even one tenth, I would ask for nothing more in this life." Miao Fengqin gazed at Feng Qingxue, who was sitting on a straw mat, playing with Xibao and basking in the sun.
Miao Fengqin grew increasingly fond of this generous and honest niece of hers. Just look at how well she managed her life.
Who among the production brigade didn't hold Feng Qingxue in high esteem?
Given that Feng Qingxue frequently helped the needy, offering medical treatment, medications, bandaging wounds, and setting broken bones all free of charge, and seldom accepted any gifts of gratitude, very few still brought up the Lu family's social status. If anyone dared to suggest that Father Lu should be sharing in the heavy and menial tasks like the two miscreants in the cow shed, anyone present would reprimand them for their lack of respect.
